I’m really not that much of a guy. But I can fake my way through it pretty well.
As I had mentioned yesterday, I had to take Loraine’s car in for its annual oil change. While I was at Fox Chevrolet getting it done, I had to answer several questions about the car. Now, despite the fact that I’m the child of a couple that owned & operated several highly successful automotive repair businesses, I know absolutely nothing about cars. Still, I guess I was able to answer the questions to the satisfaction of the young lady asking them, and the car was given back to me with fresh oil, so…
I guess I passed my test.
And it’s not just cars that I know nothing about. While I was sitting in the waiting area, writing a future TV piece about making cookies, there were several gentlemen sitting across from me talking about paint, baseboards, and something called “spackling”. Now, I do know what paint is, and I think baseboards are, uhm, boards, but I’m really not quite sure what the third item was. I suppose that if I was a “guy” I’d know what it was, but since I’m not…
I don’t.
I joke about my lack of stereotypical “manliness” a lot, and that’s probably because I’m okay with it. Everyone has their niche in life. For many people of my gender, it’s cars or camping or whatever the heck “spackling” is. And I think it’s cool that they’ve found things that they feel so passionately about. I’m not like that. I prefer things that might be a little more esoteric. I like concrete better than camping. And I don’t even own a car.
I realize that if I had to take a test in order to get my man card, I’d probably fail. And it wouldn't bother me much at all.
But like I said, at least I was able to fake my way through it yesterday, and I’m hoping that counts for something. If nothing else, it means that Loraine’s car is set for another year of driving with oil in it.
And that’s what “men” do, right?
8-)
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